Strange Feelings
You wake up by a loud shout. You sprout, startled by the sound.
Disorientated you look around you. Unlike the most prisoners, you had your own cell. Which was nice so you weren’t awakened by the other prisoners, but this time, you were awakened by a shout. A female shout. Who was it?
You stand up, still tired and sleepy, you walk to your glass door. You walk out of your cell and lean over the steel railing. You just see that three other male prisoners are taking a green girl with them. She has a knife to her throat. Shit. It’s Gamora. You sniff, doesn’t matter.
Just as you were about to turn around and return to your cell, you see Drax following them.
Oh no.
He’s going to seek revenge. Ronan killed his family, and since Gamora is his ‘sister’ he would most likely want to kill her. No, Drax should not kill her. Drax is a good lad, you don’t want him to kill Gamora. He has to save himself for the REAL bitch: Ronan.
‘’Fuck’’ you hiss and run down the steel stairs. You walk in the direction of Drax, and see that he is already standing near the prisoners.
‘’You slayed dozens of Ronan’s minions.’’ The bold prisoner with the red eyes says to Drax.
‘’Ronan murdered my wife, Ovette’’ says Drax and looks Gamora deadly in her eyes ‘’And my daughter, Camaria. He slaughtered them where they stood. And he laughed! Her life’’ and Drax looks at the bold prisoner ‘’Is not yours to take. He killed my family. I shall kill one of his in return.’’
‘’Of course Drax… here’’ the bold prisoner says and hands him the knife.
Suddenly, Gamora attacks the others and takes their knife. Knocking the others out, she holds the two knifes to Drax’ and the prisoner’s throat.
‘’Stop it!’’ you shout.
Drax looks at you, not trying to move his neck closer to the knife of Gamora.
‘’Go away, (Y/n). I don’t want you to see..’’ and Drax looks at Gamora ‘’How I kill her.’’
‘’I’m not family of Ronan or Thanos.’’ Gamora says while she breathes deeply in and out. She takes a step back and drops the knifes. The bold prisoner reaches for his neck, what a puss. ‘’I’m your only hope at stopping him’’ Gamora says.
Drax shouts angry and attacks Gamora. He grabs her tightly around her throat and he smashes her against the wall. She yells.
‘’Woman, your words mean nothing to me!’’ Drax cries and holds a dagger near Gamora’s throat.
‘’Stop, Drax, now!’’ you try to stop him and quickly run to him.
‘’Hey, hey, hey, hey!’’ a voice behind you says quickly.
The fuck?
You stop running and look to your right. The blond man from before approaches slowly and with careful steps. He holds his hands up, some sort of human expression for ‘slow down’ or ‘take it easy’.
Drax would probably think, ‘Why is that human holding his hands up?’.
Drax glances at the blond man, still holding his dagger near Gamora’s throat.
‘’You know, if killing Ronan is truly your sole purpose, I don’t think this is the best way to go for it.’’ The blond man says and slowly walks closer.
‘’Are you not the man this wench attempted to kill?’’ Drax mumbles between his teeth.
‘’Well, I mean, she is hardly the first woman to try that to me. Look’’ the blond man says and holds his shirt up. He shows some sort of weird scar ‘’This is from a smoking-hot Rajak girl. Stabbed me with a fork’’ and he lowers his shirt ‘’Didn’t like me skipping out on her at sunrise. I got here’’ and he pulls his collar away from his neck ‘’A Kree girl tried to rip out my thorax. She caught me with this skinny, little A’askavariian who worked in Nova Records. I was trying to get information. You ever see an A’askavariian? They have tentacles and needles for teeth. If you think I’m seriously interested in that, then…’’
Drax looks at the blond man, totally uninterested.
‘’You don’t care’’ the man says and Drax looks at Gamora ‘’But here’s the point. She betrayed Ronan. He’s coming back for her. And when he does….’’
Drax narrows his eyes and looks at the blond man, already knowing where he is going.
‘’That’s when you’’ the blond man points at Drax and makes a sliding movement with his finger along his neck. Again, a human expression, for ‘kill’. What Drax, of course, doesn’t understand.
Drax looks confused at the blond man ‘’Why would I put a finger in his throat?’’
‘’What? Noo, it’s a symbol. It’s, it’s a symbol for you slicing his throat.’’
‘’I would not slice his throat.’’ Drax says angry ‘’I would cut his head clean off.’’
‘’It’s general expression for you killing someone. You’ve heard of this, you’ve seen this, right?’’ he makes the sliding movement with his finger along his throat and asks the bold prisoner. He nods afraid ‘’yea…’’
‘’Everyone knows’’ the blond man says to Drax, who on his turn looks angry at the bold prisoner. Who, on HIS turn terrified his head shakes ‘’No, no, no’’
‘’What I’m saying is’’ the blond man sighs ‘’you don’t want to do his work for him.’’
Drax thinks and his eyes slowly move to yours. You nod your head and walk closer to Drax. You lay a hand on his arm ‘’It’s okay Drax, your time will come and when it’s there, you can kill that sun of a bitch.’’
Drax draws with his mouth and bites his lip. He nods ‘’You’re right, (Y/n).’’
He lets go of Gamora’s throat and she falls on the ground. She coughs and she gasps for air.
‘’I like your knife’’ Drax says and looks at the knife of the bold prisoner ‘’I’m keeping it’’ and he walks away.
You sniff and hold your hand out to Gamora. She looks at you, slightly surprised, but then takes your hand. You pull her back up and she nods her head as in ‘Thanks’. You nod back and give her a quick smile as in ‘You’re welcome’. She glances at the blond man. She snorts and then walks away with loud steps.
Probably angry.
‘’Gamora…’’ the blond man mumbles and quickly follows her, leaving you behind.
Wow, they should get some relationship therapy.
‘’So’’ you hear a familiar voice say and you turn around. Two brown eyes look back at you.
‘’Oh, hi, Rocket.’’ You smile.
Rocket smiles back. He leans against the wall, just like the first time you spoke to him.
‘’That was nice’’ he says sarcastic.
‘’Euh-yea’’ you stutter. Oh my god, (Y/n), act normal! Why are you being such a nervous school girl!? BE NORMAL!
You and Rocket hear loud voices coming from the direction Gamora and the blond man walked to.
‘’Hey, quick question, who is that blond dude?’’
‘’Oh, Quill, Peter Quill’’ Rocket nods and sighs ‘’He is our catch, he calls himself Star-Lord.’’
‘’Aah’’ you mumble and hear the voices getting louder.
‘’I think I should go, before it gets out of hand.’’ Rocket says and walks I the direction of Peter.
‘’Bye’’ he smiles at you and holds his chin in the air.
‘’B-bye’’ you, again, stutter and let a hand run through your hair. You put a hand in your waist and you, still aware of the fact that Rocket looks at you, lay the other hand in your neck. So your elbow laid on your breast, what caused your breasts to look ‘bigger’. Rocket’s eyes widen and he quickly blinks with his eyes.
‘’Well.. euh… I better go now really.’’ He , now, stutters.
You hum and nod ‘’Yea, see you around.’’ And smile.
Rocket, who is completely clueless about what he actually has to do, trips over a box and smacks with his face on the ground.
You can’t help yourself and laugh ‘’You alright?’’
‘’Yeah, yeah’’ Rocket mumbles quickly and gets up. He walks in an awkwardly-fast type of running to Peter and Gamora.
You sigh and let your hands rest along your hips. Why did you do that? You clearly flirted with him, even though you didn’t know why. This… raccoon, he made you feel different. Something you haven’t felt in years, that even you don’t know what it is.
You sigh deeply and let your head hang. You groan slightly but deeply ‘’What is this?’’